BeingGuided
New Member
When I was 21, I hated God.I used to say "I've been homeless, I've been abused, abandoned, and I will not worship a god who never answered me through that." That's when my life forever changed.
I sat outside my house one night, and literally had my life flash before my eyes, however, I saw it from a different perspective. I saw all those rough times, but then I saw where God was: he was with those friends who took me in. He was there when I found a job, he was with me and my daughter in that hospital room when we were alone, without any family to turn to. It was him saying "I never left you"
I cried and submitted myself to him in that moment, the most precious of my life. Knowing nothing else to do, I turned to the church. I've been a "member" for about 7 years, but find my joy in reading the Bible when alone. By doing so, I've developed an independent view from the dogma of my church.
That's when I met Duston, a Muslim who has become like a brother to me. We agreed at first to never discuss religion, but I had a few questions. Through his answers, I was shocked to learn his beliefs and mine are eerily similar. Our only conflict is the Trinity.
Recently, I prayed for guidance: what I was given was tesbih and a prayer from a completely unexpected source, a lesson on Islam from a doctor (i'm a nurse), and a confession from my best friend that she has also considered converting to Islam.
And here I am. I'm here to absorb, to learn, discern, and decide.
Peace be with you all
Megan
I sat outside my house one night, and literally had my life flash before my eyes, however, I saw it from a different perspective. I saw all those rough times, but then I saw where God was: he was with those friends who took me in. He was there when I found a job, he was with me and my daughter in that hospital room when we were alone, without any family to turn to. It was him saying "I never left you"
I cried and submitted myself to him in that moment, the most precious of my life. Knowing nothing else to do, I turned to the church. I've been a "member" for about 7 years, but find my joy in reading the Bible when alone. By doing so, I've developed an independent view from the dogma of my church.
That's when I met Duston, a Muslim who has become like a brother to me. We agreed at first to never discuss religion, but I had a few questions. Through his answers, I was shocked to learn his beliefs and mine are eerily similar. Our only conflict is the Trinity.
Recently, I prayed for guidance: what I was given was tesbih and a prayer from a completely unexpected source, a lesson on Islam from a doctor (i'm a nurse), and a confession from my best friend that she has also considered converting to Islam.
And here I am. I'm here to absorb, to learn, discern, and decide.
Peace be with you all
Megan